Robert Browning

Better have failed in the high aim, as I,
Than vulgarly in the low aim succeed
As, read more

Better have failed in the high aim, as I,
Than vulgarly in the low aim succeed
As, God be thanked! I do not.

But there are times when patience proves at fault.

But there are times when patience proves at fault.

And I have written three books on the soul,
Proving absurd all written hitherto,
And putting us read more

And I have written three books on the soul,
Proving absurd all written hitherto,
And putting us to ignorance again.

When the liquor's out, why clink the cannikin?

When the liquor's out, why clink the cannikin?

The sea heaves up, hangs loaded o'er the land,
Breaks there, and buries its tumultuous strength.

The sea heaves up, hangs loaded o'er the land,
Breaks there, and buries its tumultuous strength.